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I settle back into my seat and try to focus on the lecture as well. It’s hard to do with her sitting beside me, scribbling notes and nodding and highlighting stuff in her e-textbook on her laptop.

She’s enthralled with what Professor Roberts is saying and when I glance over at her work, I can tell she truly understands it. This time, I’m hit with an overwhelming urge to bend her over the desk and listen to her recite the orders of operation for the Pythagorean Theorem as I rut her from behind.

She smirks at me when she catches me staring. Like I’ve somehow played right into her hands. As soon as class ends, I bolt out the door to find Pax and give him an update on my theory about Thea.

I wasn’t sure this morning when she first sat down next to me, but I am now. Something’s off about her and when we find out what she’s up to, it’ll make whatever punishment we come up with that much sweeter.

You never start a game with the Trium that you can’t win. Spoiler alert. Wealwayswin.

Chapter18

Finn

Holden’s on edge. I don’t think I’ve seen him this distraught since Stephen Hawking passed away. But here he is, keyed up to a hundred, because of my new little pet.

From what I gather, she sat next to him again and did her own work. Controversial, right? I guess for him it is, because there’s a history of people trying to get him to do their work for them. I ask for his help from time to time, but only after I’ve missed about a week of classes. If I’m actually in attendance, I can do my own work.

I’m also not carting around an awesome rack and a bite-able ass, which is why I think he’s really freaking the fuck out. Oh, and because the girl he’s got a boner for is also the girl who almost turned me into road kill, but I’m willing to forgive and forget all that frogger shit.

Thea’s a lousy driver but a great movie companion. I close my eyes, remembering the taste of salt on her fingers, and how excited she was watching the movie.

I have a feeling she’s an action junky like me. If she is, I’m sure she’d be really sorry if she knew she nearly ran me over and interrupted my landing. She’d be all apologetic and offering to let me play with her tits while pumping my dick in and out of her cunt to make it all better.

“Are you listening, Finn?” Pax is staring at me, disapproval written all over his face.

“Yes, kill, maim, destroy. Turn her into a blubbering mess. Got it.” Or at least I think I’ve got it. These types of things always end the same way.Usstanding over someone andthemrealizing they can never show their face in public without reliving the humiliation again. We usually let the women handle the women, but my pet is getting special treatment. Not the kind of specialization I think we should give her, but Pax is taking the lead on this, and since it’s tied up with the job… oops sorry…favor,we’re doing for his dad, we’re letting him do this his way. I just hope his way leaves room for improvising.

Does she like heights? If so, I can take her to my favorite cliff and push her off, then dive in after her. She’d be so scared, she’d cling to me and spill all her secrets. Then we could have hot sex under the cool waterfall. Or sneak into the pool one night and fuck hanging off the end of the diving board.

Holden and I have this theory about sex, fear, and adrenaline. I’m thinking twenty feet above the pool is a safe way to test out how hard girls come when suspended over the edge of a cliff. Tuning back into the planning strategy, I ask, “So, what’s my role here?”

Pax answers, without looking constipated, so I know I haven’t missed that part of the plan yet. “Right now, we’re just on recon. Holden’s doing the digital searches, but I think we should also follow her around and find something we can use against her.”

Righto. Stalk her. Got it. “And what about your dad?”

“We feed him information just like he wants us to, but we’ll keep our little plan to make her life painful to ourselves.”

Holden sends us all a copy of her schedule. We both have a free block of time today, before our last class. Perfect. I’m always up for practicing my ninja skills.

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Thea doesn’t do much on the break. In fact, she doesn’t do anything at all. She sits outside for a while, talking on her phone, then goes to the library where she checks out a bunch of books on parks and nature.

I’m bored out of my mind. This job would have been better for Holden. He’s the sit in the library surrounded by dusty books guy. I’m the go to the bar or club guy. If you want fun, hit me up. You wanna be smart? Holden is the way to go, and if you just want to be ignored, Pax is a sure thing.

I have a paper due next week and I’m trying to take advantage of this library time to work on it, but I’m bored, and it’s hard for me to concentrate on what I’m supposed to be doing.

One of the sophomores I met last week walks through the front door with a guy from the football team. His arm’s around her, and she’s staring up at him adoringly with those innocent doe eyes. He’s strutting around like he’s won the lottery. That can only mean one thing.

I pull out my phone and send her a text. Her gaze darts around as she tries to figure out where I am. I send her a clue and tell her she has three minutes to come find me, before moving to the alcove between the stacks.

It takes her two and a half minutes to track me down. She looks nervous. This alcove isn’t all that hidden. Anyone coming up and down the stairs behind us will see us. Not my problem. If I’m gonna be stuck in the library, then I want to study how deep down someone’s throat my cock can go.

“Hi.” She blushes like just speaking was the hardest thing for her to do.

Awe, isn’t she precious? “Hi.”

“You said you needed my help?”

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